I am a klutz.
I was at a Christmas party last Monday and I was “that guy.” Yes, I walked right through a sliding screen door as I was heading out to the backyard. Most embarrassingly, I had only been at the party for about 15-minutes and was barely two sips into my eggnog, meaning- I wasn’t even slightly buzzed yet.
The door came right off its hinges, I caught it, and awkwardly walked with it, until someone took it out of my hands. I was the talk of the party. At least I can say that I certainly made the evening a memorable one.